It's hard to remember. I think so anyway. As change occurs the past disappears.
It's hard to compose. I think so anyway. Thoughts don't seem to come like they used to.
It's hard to believe. I think so anyway. It all seems to be pretty pointless.
It's hard to start. I think so anyway. Though its an important part of doing anything
It's hard to ...
It's hard to …
It's hard to justify. I think so anyway. Repetition is easy, meaning is not.
It's hard to sleep. I think so anyway. Descent to darkness is not my friend.
Is this a poem? I think so anyway. Though its content might be better with a bit of prose
Work in progress. I think so anyway.
Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
It's hard to remember. I think so anyway. As change occurs the past disappears.
It's hard to compose. I think so anyway. Thoughts don't seem to come like they used to.
It's hard to believe. I think so anyway. It all seems to be pretty pointless.
It's hard to start. I think so anyway. Though its an important part of doing anything
It's hard to ...
It's hard to …
It's hard to justify. I think so anyway. Repetition is easy, meaning is not.
It's hard to sleep. I think so anyway. Descent to darkness is not my friend.
Is this a poem? I think so anyway. Though its content might be better with a bit of prose
Work in progress. I think so anyway.
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